Inside one of the palace's grand halls, Theo, Ralph and Dorian revel with King Adriel's guards and officials, their laughter echoing through the corridors.
"So . . . how long have you known his Majesty King Adriel?" One of the drunk officials asks Theo.
"Long enough to know that he is a scheming bastard." Theo answers and the drunk men once again burst out with laughter.
"You . . . are very right my friend," one of the officials stutters, "his majesty is a crafty man. In fact your wonderful visit is right on time to celebrate his biggest achievement." He adds and the others nod and cheer in agreement.
"His majesty and I have not talked in years, maybe you will be kind enough to inform me what he has been up to." Theo urges.
"He found a weapon that even the elf kings would die to ha
